I tried to kill myself around this time last year. I fuck anything that moves as long as no one will know. I'd be open to a life in crime.
I say that to anyone I'm trying to get in bed. And some which I don't. According to several people I've been dating I'm totally worth a kidney! Some of the which I haven't even slept with, so I'd say I'm quite a catch!
Is 2/3rd of you serious? Cause *aggressive hugz* no biting yet, I'll behave. Including myself and a few other people would be happy to lend a helping hand on that second part. Not sure about the third part, life of crime? Oh wait... Most of my "customers" do end up paler even if they have extreme suntans. I have to bury the bodies somewhere. So... Check that box life of crime. I've done all three.
I've heard it said when a person touched by madness they can't stop listening to the same thing or saying the same words over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over... I'm so sorry but unless someone whispers the right word in my ear I can't stop this train.
Although if they are still trying to get you into bed they aren't going to give an honest review. No guy is ever going to tell a girl he's trying to bed, or trying to bed again " you were okay I guess"
I sometimes think I get a little to carried away with my world building, Sometimes feeling my world is getting to corny, but then again. It is also sort of fun, and some of the Human-Species, you might not even noticed are there, (though I will, ) .
Is getting only thirty minutes to an hour of sleep a real thing? Because ever since I crossed the border of Maine I've felt stronger. I made more than three girls blush and consider switch hitting. Something about this state is strange... I like it... No. I love it! Maine is a beautiful place, now I know where all the beautiful women have been hiding. No necks will be safe while I'm in this state of mind, Maine excited me and made me feel awe at it's beauty on display. Night before last I went on a walk on the "Rail Trail" I had a sunset that lasted an hour and half, the moon was 1 1/2 time larger than what I get in Belton Missouri. I saw the rabbit in the moon, it was covered in red fur, I chased it for as long as I could. Simply amazing, the best vacation I've ever had.
Speaking of killing things... Cuervo Jones: Some people think you're already dead, Snake. Some say you never will be. Though you may have survived Cleveland. You may have escaped from New York. But this is L.A., vato. And you're about to find out that this fucking city can kill anybody! -Escape From LA-
I confess to licking a fair bit of the chocolate cake mixture from the spoon, the knife, and the bowl...
